Saichu

Son of Sean and Sapadt, currently 6 years old, born at Lantessama Isle, brought to the kingdom of Gelgela at 18 months. Younger sister Saijitsu (three years), unborn other sibling (who will probably be born during their stay too).

Saichu is a natural Necromancer. Don't let his adorable ears and cute bunny tail (which you can't see in this picture but believe me it's there) decieve you. He's going to be just as powerful a mage as his mother, and with the inborn ability to control the spirits of the dead around him. He cannot raise the dead, but he can help 'reinsert' a soul into a body which is still warm. Which soul? That's up to him.

He is quite curious, and will be very intelligent. If there is anything he's afraid of, it's that he won't get the chance to impress a dragon at some time. But that'll be taken care of shortly, won't it!

If Saichu stands at Lantessama - who knows what he'll be bringing back with him...

Nothing could stop Saichu from watching the sands at Lantessama. Since his mother was there for the duration, and the dragons were happily attending their eggs for the Run, there was not a terrible lot of things to do but wait for eggs to hatch.

It was quite late at night when the Halloween party had been rolling - in the other large caverns and rooms, there were celebrations going on all the time. But this one was special, because there was the clutch. Sean had been sitting with her son watching the hatching, offering her remarks when he asked, but largely remaining quiet. The entrance to the big dark spooky cavern was where they had remained.

"I've got to speak to those riders." She said, "now, don't go anywhere. Don't talk to strangers."

Saichu nodded, his ears bouncing a bit. The moment she left his side, he wove his way into the crowded lower viewing area. When she hadn't come back in a few minutes, during several bondings and egg-hatchings, Saichu crept closer to the sands.

He wasn't sure why, but the batch of people he'd been moving through had parted to let him by. He meant to thank them - when he looked up to see a pair of darkish dragons.

Though he only came up to the waists of those around him (including his ears) he stood straighter just like a rider should.

Saichu, said the male dragonet, Me and my sister have been waiting for you.

"You have?" Saichu asked, eyes wide and ears tilting forward.

We have. My name is Sha'Liz, and my sister is Lisz'Ha.

The dragon moved aside and showed off his tattery winged sibling. They must have come from the same egg.

"You're so beautiful!" He said, and embraced them both. It was hard, because they were almost the same size as he.

More - we are hungry. Can you spot us a spirit to feed on?

Saichu glanced around, and saw a couple. But they were either attached to another dragon or lingering around for the festivities. There was one - the spirit of a rider who'd outlived his dragon. He was unhappy.

While others continued to hatch and mill around, Saichu called the spirit to his side. The ghost had no choice but to obey. After all, the son of a powerful necromancer like Sapadt could do no less.

"You're not doing any good here," he said. "Do you want to serve a dragon again?"

The ghost nodded.

"Good - how about two?"

The ghost's pale eyes widened, and with a bit of a screech, the pair of dragons lept upon him. As soon as Lisz'Ha's sharp talons drew into the spirit, she felt a rush of fulfilment. Her brother sank his teeth into it, shredding it to bits before he 'swallowed'.

"Happy now?"

"SAICHU!" Sean yelled, as she approached.

Saichu rolled his eyes. "Great. She's not gonna be happy..."

But we are here to protect you, Sha'Liz announced, and stpped between his bond and Sean. She pulled up short, and looked frantic the way a mother would.

But she calmed down soon enough.

"They're really pretty," Saichu said.

"They just ate a spirit. What will you do to feed them at home?"

"There are tons of ghosts there!" Saichu whined.

"But many of them work for your daddy."

"Then I'll keep the good ghosts away from the bad ones." Saichu said, "and they'll learn the difference, just like I did."

Sean wondered at that, of course, but she didn't want to ask. When he'd learned the difference between a 'good' ghost and a 'bad' one? Had Sapadt been training him early? Well. They'd just have to see about that!

***

They would not be huge, this pair of raggedy dragons, but they were dramatic enough that when Saichu came onto a scene he was definitely the center of attention with them. Sha'liz and Lisz'Ha prowled the stone halls of the castle, they were small enough to fit into the larger of the corridors.

While the 'good' spirits were herded around, the 'bad' ones were in fact lunch. But there came a time when the twins had to confide in their rider, that they were getting hungrier.

"We need to go out and find a better place for you to eat, then," Saichu said, and he grinned widely. "I know good places. Graveyards and battlefields. Daddy showed me where they were."

At the time of course, Sapadt didn't realise that he would be helping his son's dragons appetites. He just wanted to show the boy a little bit of the magic that he could control. Sapadt also hadn't truly realized that his son would far surpass both his parents in terms of power. He was a bit concentrated, though. Saichu didn't show much interest in protective spells or making up potions.

It was while they were traveling around looking for ingredients for something odd that Sean wanted to create, that they happened upon another traveling dragon rider. A tall good looking man and a beautiful furry fire dragoness. Faintly familiar to Sean, the man told her that she would have a decent job if she wanted - at a school for magic, in another universe.

So Sean asked her husband about it - and then set about finding this school...

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